I keep what's called a home weather station in the dining room. It's predictions are not a bit better than Weather Underground, but it doesn't just give the date. It tells me the day of the week. Ah, the joys of retirement.
We have a local Starbuck's that has always had a line of at least five cars. I don't actually know what they charge, but I'm imagining five dollars for a cup of coffee in a paper cup. The line is still there, and Nermal isn't.
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